Never to Be a Father

Cameron and I were university classmates. When I first met him, he had just broken up with Julie.

It felt like he wandered around aimlessly every day, like a soulless corpse.

Whenever he finished a phone call with Julie, he would always come to me crying.

I thoughtfully comforted him every single time, believing that sincerity could move his heart.

Later on, we really ended up together. After we graduated, on the day he proposed, he told me that he would love only me from now on—that he had completely moved on and forgotten about everything that happened before.

But after we got married, he never once took me to his high school reunions. He wouldn't even post pictures of us.

At that time, he said, "Our marriage is between the two of us. Why make it such a big deal? We just need to be secretly happy."

I was so blinded by love that I even agreed to his absurd request—to show my agreement with his opinion, I didn't even post on my own social media accounts.

After getting married, there was a period when his career was on an upward trajectory, and so he asked me to be a stay-at-home wife.

Thus, I resigned from my high-paying job and settled at home to take care of the household matters for him. It was also for better preparation for my eventual pregnancy.

Just when I thought I was working toward a better life, Julie returned to the country. She didn't get into a good university after high school, but thanks to her family connections, she went abroad to gain some credentials.

I didn't pay much attention to this. After all, Cameron said he had already forgotten about Julie.

However, I gradually realized something was off with Cameron. He changed his phone password, and I could no longer see any messages or notifications on his phone.

He started coming home much later every day, and when I asked, he would just say it was because of overtime work.

I eventually became suspicious, so I waited outside his company's building one day. I happened to meet one of his colleagues and found out that he had resigned a long time ago.

Then, what had he been doing by leaving early and returning home late every day?

I questioned him at the dinner table, and he just casually said, "There was no longer room for promotion at the company. I haven't had a chance to tell you about switching jobs just yet. I was worried you'd feel stressed from being alone at home."

With just that one sentence, Cameron managed to cover it up and evade my suspicions.

However, a month later, he came back covered in bruises. There was also a heavily pregnant woman beside him.

Cameron introduced Julie to me and claimed his injuries were from a fall.

But how could I believe that? A fall couldn't cause injuries like that.

Still, Cameron refused to say anything more, so I decided to focus on getting the answers from Julie.

But the moment I got close to her, Julie started clamoring about feeling unwell and having stomach pains.

Cameron then firmly forbade me from going near her. He thought he had hidden everything from me, but the next day, I saw a video on social media.

The caption read, "Two men fighting over one woman till they're bloody and bruised—what happened here?"

Wasn't my husband the one in the video who had desperately rushed up and attacked another man?

Meanwhile, Julie was standing there, looking all pitiful while watching as two men fought until they were bloody.

The comment section had insiders who revealed what happened.

The woman in the video had been deceived by her boyfriend. After getting pregnant, she was abruptly dumped. However, she was also able to find her ex-boyfriend to exact revenge on her behalf.

That was when I realized that in a man's heart, there really was the existence of an "unattainable love"—they would always have an undefeatable position in the man's heart.

Unfortunately, I only understood this truth after losing my child.